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Saturday, December 23, 2017

Wooden. Once it would not have mattered. I would have felt wooden But spring always followed And I could scattered my thoughts innocently. I am no longer sure if this can continue I search through inspiration desperately for the pale substance that forms a lifeline to link each day with whispers of... Sign in to see full entry.

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